Gleam in Their Eyes

Tell me the reasons the sky always changes

Even include the way it moves o’er different ranges.

And let’s not forget how life continues to grow

Children always coming from where, we don’t know

Happiness is the gleam in their eyes, wonder fulfilling various adult lives.

 

Moments remembered when shared with another

Especially if you share them with those that make you mother.

 

This little poem was inspired by this week’s Dungeon Prompt: I’d Still Like To Learn.

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